Lord of Kyushu

Chapter 203 Rolling
The mental formula of the second layer, just after the first layer, emitted exactly the same fluctuations as the first layer, imprinted in Yang Ze's mind, just like his innate memory, which cannot be forgotten.

It didn't take too long for Yang Ze to memorize the second layer of mental formulas of Hunyuan Misty Yi Qigong, but it was only memorized.

This Hunyuan Piaomiao Yi Qigong is really unpredictable, and after memorizing it, it is quite difficult to absorb and digest it.

Without using the power of the black stone to practice Hunyuan Misty Yi Qigong, Yang Ze quickly retreated from the space of the black stone, and his consciousness returned to his body.

"Cultivating exercises doesn't happen overnight, and there will be a small discussion meeting in the battle hall three days later, since Xiao Boyuan told me about it, I might as well get involved.

In three days, my wind-piercing palm has been practiced to the third level, and my explosive leg can also explode ten times. The earth evil gang qi knife can even pull sixteen earth evil cyclones. Learning, my combat power can still be improved. "Yang Ze quickly determined his next practice arrangement in his heart.

Thinking of being suppressed in this yard for so long, and finally having a chance to make a move, Yang Ze inevitably felt a little excited, and he didn't even take a break, so he immediately started practicing.

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In the martial arts arena of the battle hall, there are quite a few disciples gathered around all the martial arts platforms at this moment. In the entire martial arts arena, there are at least a thousand disciples gathered.

When Yang Ze walked into the martial arts arena, he saw the scene of crowds of people at a glance.

The crowded crowd stood in front of him, Yang Ze took a step forward, using the agility of the big spin to move through the crowd, and soon he came to the side of a martial arts stage.

During this process, Yang Ze also sensed the strength of these Zhantang disciples, none of them were weak.

At this moment, there are not many Zhantang disciples who are first-rank Bone Tempering Realm early stage warriors appearing in the Martial Arts Arena. More precisely, there should not be many first-rank warriors.

On the contrary, the warriors in the blood coagulation realm of the second rank had the largest number, each of whom had majestic qi and blood emanating faintly, forming a sense of oppression.

If first-rank Bone Tempering Realm warriors with insufficient cultivation appeared here, they would be easily affected by this energy and blood, and they would be unable to make a move just because of this momentum alone.

It's just that Yang Ze is obviously not within the scope of this ordinary first-rank warrior.

"The background of the battle hall is really deep. There are not many first-rank warriors here, but none of the first-rank warriors who dare to appear at this time makes me feel simple." Yang Ze thought in his heart, walking in the crowd, he , felt particularly strongly.

Regarding this small discussion meeting, on the way when Yang Ze came here, he also specifically asked a Zhantang disciple to ask, and he finally understood what was going on.

The small meeting in the battle hall is specially open to the disciples of the battle hall. It is held every six months. There is no limit to the number of people. Anyone who is a disciple of the battle hall can participate. In this venue, you can exchange ideas and fight at will.

These disciples in the martial arts academy are all warriors, each of them is full of energy and blood, and sometimes their temper gets angry, and they often fight each other.

One reason for setting up this small discussion meeting is to give Zhantang disciples a chance to communicate with each other, and the other reason is to let these disciples vent their emotions.

Because of this reason, the discussion session is very loose, with only a few rules restricting it.

The first rule is to limit the scope. Only fighters of the same level can fight against each other. It is not allowed for high-level fighters to bully low-level fighters.

The second rule is that there can be injuries, but death is not allowed. If someone dares to deliberately kill others, he will be dealt with severely according to the rules of the sect.

This is the simplest two, and Yang Ze also kept it in mind, but it was precisely because of the first rule that he was not interested in this small discussion session.

Although he has never fought, he is very confident in his own strength now. In the first rank, he should have no opponents.

Casually looking at the martial arts platform above, Yang Ze saw two first-rank warriors fighting fiercely, fists and palms clashing, and the fighting was impressive.

From time to time, a burst of energy shot out and landed on the martial arts platform, breaking the ground into small holes.

Yang Ze was at the bottom, watching this battle, he didn't take it seriously. After breaking through, he could easily solve this level of battle.

Looking at the battle on the field, the winner was decided in a short time, and not long after, another person came up and fought fiercely with that person.

Turning his head to look at the other martial arts platforms around him, there are also first-rank warriors fighting there, and in this area, all first-rank warriors are fighting.

The two fighters above were fighting each other, Yang Ze took a few glances at these two late-stage first-rank fighters, then turned and went to another martial arts arena.

The martial arts arena he chose this time was an arena where first-rank Dzogchen warriors competed. When he arrived, he happened to see two first-rank Dzogchen disciples fighting.

The strength of these two people is higher than that of the previous two people, and the momentum of this fight has increased a lot, but they still can't catch Yang Ze's eyes.

Seeing one of the sword-wielding disciples stabbing out with a sword, Yang Ze shook his head underneath. He didn't have enough confidence to stab out with the sword, this person is sure to lose.

Sure enough, after the sword was stabbed out, the other disciple punched out directly, and the fist wind whizzed down, and the stabbed sword was instantly deflected, and the force of the punch hit the disciple's body. body.

The disciple who wielded the sword couldn't resist the force of the punch at all, rolled up his body, was blown away, and landed below the ring.

"I haven't learned the essence of swordsmanship, so I can't even withstand such a punch." Yang Ze shook his head and said in a low voice.

But even though he said this in a low voice, some people in the surrounding crowd heard what he said, and a few people in the front immediately looked at him angrily.

"Didn't learn the essence, such a punch? It seems that you are very capable." Someone told this to the man on the martial arts stage, and the man stared at Yang Ze and said something.

Seeing that the eyes of the people around him were focused on him, Yang Ze's expression changed, and he replied, "I'm not very capable, but I'm more than enough to deal with you."

After a pause, Yang Ze still chose to reply in a high-profile manner. He is not a rampant person, but after suppressing it for so long, someone is willing to send it over as a punching bag. He is still willing.

"What a big tone, if you have the ability, you come up to me now." The man shouted angrily, pointing at Yang Ze.

Yang Ze didn't refuse either. He kicked his foot on the ground and landed on the martial arts platform. Looking at the bald man, he said bluntly: "You just went through a battle earlier, and your energy and blood have been exhausted. I can wait for you." After you recover, we will act again."

"No need, I don't need to recover when dealing with people like you." The bald man said proudly.

"Don't you regret it?" Yang Ze's eyes changed, he really didn't think about where this bald man's confidence came from.

"Look who this person is, he dares to talk to Senior Brother Wang in such a tone."

"Senior Brother Wang's nickname is the first punch of our first-rank disciples in the Zhantang. With his boxing skills, many fighters of the same level have been defeated by him. This person came out of nowhere. I guess he is just getting started, most people don’t have the guts to talk to Senior Brother Wang like this.”

"The appearance is very strange, I have never seen this person at all, and I have not seen this person during so many missions a while ago, and I have not heard of anyone new to the battle hall during this time."

"Wait, I seem to have seen this person before. Let me think about it. It's been a while. Let me think about it. This person, this person is called Yang Ze."

"What, he is Yang Ze! Is it Yang Ze who killed Ge Changyi and Fan Yixing?"

"That's right, it must be him. There is only one person named Yang Ze in the battle hall. This person has not been in the battle hall for a long time. He is good at wielding knives. He is carrying a knife on his back. It must be him. .”

"Is this person really as godly as the rumors say? If he really has the strength to kill second-rank warriors, then Senior Brother Wang is not in danger today."

"Hmph, I don't believe that this person really has such strength. If he really has such strength, why have I never seen him in the previous mission? I think he is just a kid with a false name. Today's king Senior brother, you will definitely be able to reveal his true colors."

The person who spoke was obviously from Brother Wang's side. After speaking, several people responded to him, but more people fell silent. Yang Ze could have such a reputation, if he didn't have any strength, how could he dare to be so arrogant? .

"Look, they are going to attack!" Suddenly a voice shouted out, and the people who were discussing immediately stopped discussing and looked at the position of the martial arts platform.

On the martial arts stage, Yang Ze heard all the discussions of the people below, but he didn't expect that he still has a bit of reputation in this battle hall.

Looking at Senior Brother Wang on the opposite side, his expression has changed a little, but with so many people gathered around him, he is now on the verge of riding a tiger, and there is no room for him to back down.

With a roar, Senior Brother Wang clenched his fist with his right hand, all the strength of his body was concentrated in this fist, and the faint real essence was concentrated in the right fist, like a beast, he rushed out suddenly.

This punch was thrown out, and the disciples below all looked sideways, and were shocked by the momentum of this punch.

However, when Yang Ze saw the punch coming, the blood in his body burst out, and he also punched out. When the two punches collided, Senior Brother Wang felt that there was an irresistible force on the opposite side, and the severe pain hit his body. Immediately flew up.

(End of this chapter)